the boundaries set up in our categories of perception are dissolute: subjectivity and objectivity, I and other, of vision, texture and space, knowledge and experience; all basic to the manner in which one engages with a world entirely indifferent to any attempt at giving it meaning - every image a question of how, a question of the constraints upon the understanding of things: how to move through the rigidity of a notion such as self, the lack of intimacy in a concept such as power, the alienation in a word such as other, the singular structure of a construction such as space, the politics of an engagement such as relationship - are not complicity and intimacy the same thing, is there not the possibility of dissolving the boundary between me and you, between me and the life of something else: a story, a tree, a whale, a woman, lion, frog, or, for that matter, its death?